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This is a poem my friend John wrote for me..it's about one side of my personality that i wish i didnt have, but he's written it in a flattering way
He's a really incredible poet, so i thought i'd show one of his pieces ^^ (he's not part of this forum)
The Heart
A heart that sits in the moonlight,
Awaiting the caress of the stars,
Dreaming of their voices,
Deep, unending, beautiful,
Tempting to eye and mind.
They bow down in adoration,
Caressing her with their radiance,
Silver, constant, and glorious,
A lesser beacon to her own,
The moon that bears her needs.
The heart wavers, a tear is made,
She lies prone in the darkness,
Awaiting to be healed,
Healed by the starlight,
And all the stars obey her call.
He's a really incredible poet, so i thought i'd show one of his pieces ^^ (he's not part of this forum)
The Heart
A heart that sits in the moonlight,
Awaiting the caress of the stars,
Dreaming of their voices,
Deep, unending, beautiful,
Tempting to eye and mind.
They bow down in adoration,
Caressing her with their radiance,
Silver, constant, and glorious,
A lesser beacon to her own,
The moon that bears her needs.
The heart wavers, a tear is made,
She lies prone in the darkness,
Awaiting to be healed,
Healed by the starlight,
And all the stars obey her call.